Selene's POV
“Yes,” Elara whispered. “Just don’t let him come. Please.”
“Elara, you were never forced to be here. You had choices.”
“I didn’t know it would turn out like this,” she choked. “I didn’t expect you to find out about my past. I thought I had time. I thought…” She broke off, grabbing both my hands now, holding on like she was drowning. “Please, Selene. Please. I’ll apologize for everything. For what I did. What I said. All of it. Just don’t let him see me.”
“Why are you so afraid of him showing up, though?” I asked, tilting my head.
“Because he knows me. The real me. I can’t fake anything with him. If he sees me here, like this, he’ll know everything.”
“You mean the lies? The games? The way you smiled in Victor’s arms while helping Dimitri stab me in the back?”
“I don’t h
